I lost my grandfather recently. He always told little stories at thanksgiving. He wasn’t in good health, but it was still sudden. I’m twenty-eight years old. It was the first time I ever saw my father cry. His mom passed a few years prior, but Alzheimer's had her sick for a long time. Her … Continue reading Little Stories
I have a lot of pride Hell. I run a blog dedicated to being the best man possible. It takes some ego. It may be cliche but pride can be a dangerous thing. We all tend to think that we are doing the right thing. That the course of our experiences has taught us the … Continue reading Going Through Changes
We all know the type. Jersey. Cap of some sort, cargo shorts and sandals. Alone while his SO does everything she can to look like she's not with him despite being seated within range his....spittle. Completely oblivious to the fact that he alone is responsible a full half of the noise in a crowded restaraunt. He meets … Continue reading Are you a Basic Bro?
I spent today with my son. That usually makes for at least a pleasant day. Like most other red blooded Americans, I prefer to drive. As such, Desmond and I spent a significant portion of our day at the so very thrilling Department of Motor Vehicles. Anyone who has ever had a toddler, and had … Continue reading Stepping Up